Played host to insecurity – catered to bullying undermined by warped agendas, butchered by provincial minds – Retreated, convalesced, sanitized lost vitality, believed in phantoms haunted by compulsions deflected attempted rescues ignored counsel to let go. Shell-shocked aftermaths incoherent self-judgment inescapable. Where do I go from here? Ignore criticism disarm cruelty sanctify privacy detach, discern […]
Fast-paced moving targets explosions and obstacles – a gamer’s rendition of the quest for love. (Tuesday is borrow from Twitter day. My words. My account: @Vjknutson. My image.)
“War is hell. You can’t photograph a flying bullet, but you can capture genuine fear.” The bomb has dropped control slips from our grasp We pray for a parachute for someone to pull the cord numbers escalate, lives plummet We offer encouragement isolated voices faltering moment of impact imminent the implosion inevitable impact reverberates responsibility […]
Lovely photos and words, V.J.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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so beautiful to look at, even though I don’t like to drive in it
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Thanks and agreed.
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V.J., I may not like snow, but I do have to admit your photos makes it look so pretty 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee. It has its moments.
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Gorgeous photos and poem! It’s strange that it is still Autumn until Dec 20th, yet all over the US ans where you live Winter decided to take over early! Beautiful work as always V.J.! ❤
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Weather seldom seems to follow a calendar. Thanks Deborah.
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